Shift Realities Novels & Stories

Take yesterday for example. Ever since the incident as a child, I have only shifted during my traumatic experience like about five times. First comes confusion, protectiveness, then sadness, denial, and grief, then rage. Anytime some one is around and I shift, I always end up attacking him. I even attacked Rodrick once—well Scar did. The other people were guards on patrol. Since then I never leave my house after 4:30; hence, never leaving my pack. Rodrick has always understood so he never forced me to leave the pack. Sometimes I wonder whether I'm a shitty Beta. Sigh.

There’s something incredible about this guy, something terrifying. “Absorb what you can today and listen to me properly. This can help you later. There are so many defenses you can use when he attacks you. Yesterday, you used a shin block. That was surprising, but I bet you lost yourself in your adrenaline and stopped thinking at all, didn’t you?” Fruto squinted his eyes. Ponjie chuckled nervously. “Well, whatever. That was useful in the end. Now, aside from blocking you can also parry, avoid, evade, disrupt, and anticipate.

At least more than she ever had. Sealed away in the apartment they had long since grown out of, Blue could think of far worse things in the world than hiding from Richard and her parents. She had met someone who fed and clothed her for no reason more than simply wanting to. Their relationship had never been transactional. She had never been shamed or vindicated for asking for more. They fought rarely and never about themselves. But Blue had begun to sense that she had emerged from bargaining and gone straight to acceptance—in grieving the future that once just might but surely never could be. Some part of her felt that he had too. “Do you want to talk yet?” holding a single strand of hair pi

Only dominant alphas and omegas and powerful betas could have the possibility of shifting. The glands were what made the realm. They were the building blocks of this realm. Destroying that would be like ignoring work, then destroying a human's five senses. I didn't realize the shifter world was this dark. I guess I must have still been seeing it from the perspective of an outsider, so I never looked deep enough. "You said protect and destroy? What protection does it give?" I asked. "Other people use it because they want to damage their glands," he said curtly.

I slowly walked towards the hospital while trying to fight off my sleepiness, I couldn't let sleepiness win especially since I was transferred to the night shift. I could already see the tall hospital building and the people in the waiting area, the ambulance at the entrance to the ER, and the families crying and taking care of the paperwork for the morgue. "Yhra, is it your shift?" the guard at the table joked at me as I approached for my time card. "Yes, it's my first day on the night shift. It's all of a sudden," I replied then he checked my bag and gestured for me to be okay.

the manner it always appears to desire to. There are waves of white fur on his back as he crouchs on the ground. All of a sudden, I can recall the three possible outcomes for a human bitten by a shifter. They start to shift. Their body will resist the alteration, keeping them just as they are. similar to me. Or they pass away. They pass away. "Jade!My voice is higher and sharper than I anticipated. Jade interrupts his work to take a quick look behind him. "Angry?"

"I don't remember it at all. My mate saw me, though." "Understandable," a woman named Shirley says to me before smiling. "Memories of my first shift only came to me much later. It's a traumatic moment. Our bodies are forced to change in ways that are unnatural. But you'll adapt. With every shift, you'll get closer and closer to your wolf. Remember, it is a part of you. Your wolf is who you are. Take one away, and the other ceases to exist." I stare at my lap for a handful of beats, then admit, "Every time I even think about shifting, I'm filled with horror. I can't bear the thought of it at all."

I winced, my heart kicking. Darius’ expression softened. He took a step forward before he stopped himself. "I know, baby. Shifting is painful. I won't lie and say the pain will stop the more you shift. It won't. But it'll get easier and you'll become used to it. Your first shift hurt like hell. Your second will also hurt like that but lessen just by a little. Third, fourth, fifth, and you won't feel like you'll want to die." I took a deep breath. "So… so this shift will be as painful as the first?"

Jessie finally returned from her day. Tomorrow was the New Year’s Eve event. Once that was over, it would move all available hands to get the cleanup done and everything as close to readiness as possible for the refugees. January third would see NARC workers coming in to help speed things up. There weren’t many because many of the supernatural factions were dealing with similar issues. However, it was the shifter and the vampire communities that were hit the hardest. Within the shifters, the worst hit was in fact not the Wolves, but the Beard. All over North America, the Bear Communities were choosing to change the fundamental way they lived. Choosing to leave the isolated family homesteads

She wore rubber boots, something Jane had wished she would have thought of, her sneakers were soaked through and caked in mud. “I keep wondering if they will call the summit early, things are getting tense, and I don't see any signs of a cool-down. The problem as far as I can see is work. Most companies are shifter owned or shifter managed and it puts everyone on edge trying to sus one another out” Ara said in a deeply sad way.